Where I Lead Me
Where I lead me I will travel
Where I need me I will call me
I'm no fool, I'll be ready
God knows I will be
And in the meantime make a little money
Buy a little mercy
Well, we met this morning
Now she loves me
Say's she loves me
It must be easy
Look around you
All around you
But you see the motion
You're not movin'
You don't know how to hold on
Just keep it loose
Don't get excited
It'll pass before long
Now one is goin', one is stayin'
One is silent, one is sayin'
Well, here's your coat
Take care of yourself
I'm sorry you're leavin'
I'm a little sad
You're all I had
Will you be returnin'?
The boys upstairs are gettin' hungry
You can shout in the wind about how it will be
Or you can clench your fist
Shake your head and head to the country
I've no doubt about it my friend
That's where they'll find me
Ask the boys down in the gutter
Now they won't lie 'cause you don't matter
The street's just fine if you're good and blind
But it ain't where you belong
Just roll down your sleeves
Pick up your money
And carry yourself home
Roll down your sleeves
Pick up your money
And carry yourself home
Where I need me I will call me
I'm no fool, I'll be ready
God knows I will be
And in the meantime make a little money
Buy a little mercy
Well, we met this morning
Now she loves me
Say's she loves me
It must be easy
Look around you
All around you
But you see the motion
You're not movin'
You don't know how to hold on
Just keep it loose
Don't get excited
It'll pass before long
Now one is goin', one is stayin'
One is silent, one is sayin'
Well, here's your coat
Take care of yourself
I'm sorry you're leavin'
I'm a little sad
You're all I had
Will you be returnin'?
The boys upstairs are gettin' hungry
You can shout in the wind about how it will be
Or you can clench your fist
Shake your head and head to the country
I've no doubt about it my friend
That's where they'll find me
Ask the boys down in the gutter
Now they won't lie 'cause you don't matter
The street's just fine if you're good and blind
But it ain't where you belong
Just roll down your sleeves
Pick up your money
And carry yourself home
Roll down your sleeves
Pick up your money
And carry yourself home
Credits
Writer(s): John Townes Van Zandt
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